Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

he did not say

to cool down and reflect on your

gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me under house arrest,

arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s

men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa? I

decisively. “Very well,

of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him up if he

Cedrick suppressed his laughter. If it came to that, she would

at Treyton. “I am now the head of the family, and everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going

snorted. “You think I’m scared

I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By

He refused to

Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn left. novelxo.com

she turned around and said, “Call me when you’ve

where he stood, Treyton watched as she and Cedrick

the car

minutes later, an orderly march of footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had

but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back

was securely inside his house did

other days, Inez showed up early the following morning at her office at Mossey Corporation,

lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting when they

secretary

the following two days coaching her new

manager of the HR department arrived with the

she said without taking her attention

permission, the

had an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that could not be

did not so much as

“This candidate is very

engrossed in typing. She

made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee

nodded. “Understood, Ms.